Dressed as cannon fodder, I mistakenly took the heartthrob script

Ben Thanh Airport.

The tall and handsome young man pushed the suitcase, walked from the exit to the driveway, and waited quietly.

He was dressed casually, wearing a black mask, and was looking down at the time on his phone. His brows were cold and light, and his eyes were as light as amber.

The people waiting for the bus not far away turned their heads to look at it from time to time. Even though they were wearing masks, they still stood out among the crowd.

Under the instigation of her peers, some girls plucked up the courage to come over and wanted to add WeChat.

The young man politely refused, "Sorry, I already have someone I like."

The girl returned to her companion with regret and secret joy, and shook her head, indicating that she didn't get the contact information of the other party.

The companions looked at the young man regretfully, but at the same time envied the person he liked.

Not long after, a Porsche stopped next to the young man, and the driver got out of the car and opened the door for him.

"Second young master, please."

"Thank you."

The young man's voice was cold, as cold as ice and snow splashing into a pool of water.

The driver put the suitcase into the trunk, then sat in the driver's seat, started the engine, and drove to the location of Wen's villa.

Wen Ci sat in the back seat, flipping through a local travel book in Bincheng, but looking out of the car window.

The driver glanced at him through the endoscope, with a clear look in his eyes.

The second young master has been abroad for half a year, and he seems to be more mature, calm, and handsome. If it wasn't for the serious illness of the husband this time, I'm afraid he won't be able to come back in a few years.

Speaking of which, the second young master went abroad to carry out new projects on the surface, but everyone knew that he was kicked out of the successor list by his husband.

He was really miserable. He had worked for Wen's family for many years without a single complaint, and in the end he didn't have any money. In terms of Wen Ci's gentle personality, he treated them well, much better than Wen Yi.

It's not a thing for Wen Weiliang to suffer such cold treatment if he is not his own son.

Sometimes, people who were born in such a thing really blame the sky and not others.

The driver sighed in his heart.

He was looking away, and suddenly bumped into the calm eyes in the back seat.

The driver's heart skipped a beat, he hurriedly turned his gaze away, and suddenly heard a question from the man in the back row.

"How's father doing recently?"

The driver swallowed his saliva and answered carefully: "Sir, your body is much better than before, but it's not as good as before."

Before the second young master went abroad, the husband recuperated at home due to illness, and the company affairs were fully handled by the eldest young master Wen Yi. The Wen family has no foundation, relying on word-of-mouth and multiple financings over the past few decades.

Over the past few years, the reputation has gradually declined. Later, the company competed for traffic, and the company obviously has a downward trend. It seems that it started with a chemical leak a few years ago, which caused hundreds of workers to be poisoned and lost a lot of money. news.

The driver couldn't help recalling the news in his mind.

Wen Ci in the back seat smiled gently, "Then I can rest assured, how is brother?"

The driver also answered truthfully, just picking up words, for example, the young master's temper is getting worse and worse. Since he broke his leg, he has become very hostile, and it has become worse in the past six months.

Wen Ci glanced lightly at the driver's expression, answered softly, stopped talking, and turned his head to look out the window with a thoughtful expression.

Lao Qian excitedly told Qin Ning the news, his voice couldn't hide his joy, as if he had won a 500 million lottery.

Qin Ning reacted for a few seconds and was also sincerely happy.

He said, "I'm going to the lab tomorrow."

Lao Qian responded enthusiastically, hung up the call again, and was busy with work.

Qin Ning seldom left the hospital in the past six months and has been recuperating. After the operation, his body needs a long time to recover. While recuperating in the hospital, he was also writing papers on biological valve materials.

As soon as he finished drafting his thesis, Nurse Lin came in to do a basic examination for him, checking data such as heart rate as usual.

She said happily: "Mr. Qin is recovering well, and his heart rate is more stable than half a year ago."

Qin Ning smiled and said, "Thank you and Wang Hai for taking care of me too."

Nurse Lin's face turned red, she looked at Wang Hai with embarrassment, hugged the folder tightly, and said "I'll go to work first", and ran out to check up on other patients.

Wang Hai was also embarrassed by Qin Ning's ridicule, and scratched the back of his neck with a silly smile.

Qin Ning shook his head and went back to the bedroom to rest. Just as he got up, the phone beeped. He looked subconsciously and saw a reminder appearing on the screen.

It's a WeChat message.

You don't need to think about it to know who it is. During this period of time, there is only one person who has been sending messages every day and has been on a business trip for seven or eight days without stopping.

Qin Ning clicked on WeChat, but found that the person who sent the WeChat was not the person he thought, but the electronic document of the experimental data sent by Shen Jianxi.

Shen Jianxi is also on a business trip, together with Ji Yingxian.

He sent not only documents, but also a few sentences, to the effect that he asked if he could visit Qin Ning in the hospital when he returned from a business trip.

Qin Ning smiled and replied "OK".

After sending it, he switched to WeChat, imported it to the computer, and read it on a larger screen.

at the same time.

somewhere abroad.

After Shen Jianxi sent the document to Qin Ning, he secretly added a few words.

Ji Yingxian stared coldly at Shen Jianxi opposite, his eyes were searching, quite sharp.

"Didn't post anything extra?"

he asks.

Shen Jianxi is not good at lying, so he stammered: "President Ji, why are you talking like this, I didn't send a message to Brother Ning."

"Qin Ning?"

Ji Yingxian narrowed his eyes dangerously, "I didn't mention him."

Shen Jianxi: "..."

There were dark clouds in Ji Yingxian's eyes, as if a storm was about to come, "Who will allow you to send him a message?"

Shen Jianxi paused for a moment, and immediately stopped his waist, "You are not Brother Ning's boyfriend, so what if I send a message to Brother Ning? I have the right to pursue him, and you control too much."

Ji Yingxian looked at him coldly, "Very good."

Shen Jianxi shivered, feeling inexplicably uneasy in his heart, not sure what Ji Yingxian was going to do.

Ji Yingxian stood up slowly, squinted at him, and said, "Since you are not conscious, then stay here alone. When you want to know who Qin Ning belongs to, go back to China."

Shen Jianxi: "???"

He looked at Ji Yingxian's back for no reason, unable to understand what he meant.

Soon, he understood.

Ji Yingxian is so jealous, he asked Assistant Liu to take away his passport, ID card and other items, nothing left, and bring them all back to the country, so that he can't go anywhere.

And he himself flew back to China that afternoon.

Shen Jianxi almost wanted to exhale the fragrance.

hospital.

ICU.

Wen Ci glanced at the person lying on the hospital bed through the transparent glass window.

The man was skinny, his complexion was sallow, even to an abnormal level, and he couldn't see his healthy appearance half a year ago.

The nurse next to him comforted in a low voice, "Sir, don't worry too much. Now that medicine is so advanced, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, there is a chance of treatment."

With a gentle smile, "Thank you."

The nurse blushed and waved her hands, "It's all right."

She looked at Wen Ci twice more, blushed a little more, and didn't dare to stay any longer, lest she would indulge in beauty and waste her work.

After the nurse left, Wen Ci's expression gradually turned cold.

After a while, a nurse came over, took Wen Ci into an isolation suit and entered the intensive care unit to visit the seriously ill Wen Weiliang.

When Wen Ci changed the isolation suit, he asked about Wen Weiliang's condition.

The nurse thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Wen's current situation is quite serious, and he needs to be observed and treated in the intensive care unit to see the follow-up situation. The doctors can better target the treatment."

Wen Ci nodded, "I see, thank you."

The nurse arranged for Wen Ci to go in, and went out. Wen Ci opened the curtain and approached Wen Weiliang's hospital bed.

Wen Weiliang had recently undergone a tracheectomy and was unable to speak. His mental state was also not very good, and he slept almost all day.

When Wen Ci entered, he was resting, so thin that only his bones remained, and he was living on a ventilator. The mist was exhaled from the transparent mask, and it could be seen that he still had signs of life, and was wandering in pain between life and death.

He came closer and called out "Dad" softly.

Wen Weiliang opened his eyes in a daze, and the cloudy eyes opened a crack.

Gradually, he saw who was in front of him.

Suddenly, the pupils constricted, and the bottom of the eyes was full of fear, and he was so frightened that he couldn't breathe, and his chest heaved violently.

Wen Ci smiled gently, "Father, I'm coming back to China to see you."

This smile is like a spring breeze blowing over the branches of melting snow, warm and warm.

The smile was not as good as the eyes, and the eyes were cold, comparable to the frozen river in winter, and even colder.

Wen Weiliang slammed his weak arm against the bed rail, trying to attract the attention of others, but there was no one in the intensive care unit who could respond, and his criticism was completely swallowed by the next wall.

Wen Ci unhurriedly tucked the quilt for him, and then grabbed his arm, tightening his five fingers, the pain caused Wen Weiliang's eyes to burst into tears.

Wen Weiliang opened and closed his mouth, as if begging for mercy, but he couldn't make a sound, looking very pitiful.

Wen Ci's clear and cold eyebrows gradually frowned, the strength of his knuckles increased instead of weakening, and Wen Weiliang almost fainted.

Tens of seconds later, Wen Ci let go of his hand.

Wen Weiliang looked at him apprehensively, with fear in his eyes and anger and hatred in his heart.

At the beginning, this bitch should have been allowed to die with that woman, and he shouldn't be coveting his face, trying to make a profit from it. Looking at it now, this bitch is really not a good thing.

Even with all precautions, he didn't prevent him. How dare this bastard poison him!

Blame him for understanding too late, blame him for reacting too slowly.

Wen Weiliang reached for the call bell on the hospital bed with his backhand, trying to ring it to attract attention.

Suddenly, his hand was cut off.

click.

There was a slight sound, the wrist bone had not moved for a long time, and was easily twisted.

Wen Weiliang's eyes darkened, and he fainted from the pain.

Wen Ci glanced at him blankly, then moved his hand to the ventilator mask, his eyes full of gloom.

The moment when the transparent mask is about to be removed.

A pale and beautiful face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, with a bright smile, which made people's heart skip a beat.

The hand stopped abruptly.

private hospital.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning when Ji Yingxian arrived at the hospital.

He didn't go upstairs, he just looked at the window of Qin Ning's ward downstairs.

There are no lights in the windows, and the night wind is blowing.

The green forest downstairs in the hospital rustled with the wind, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the insects sang.

His erratic heart also settled down at this moment, as if he had found his place.

Ji Yingxian laughed softly, then turned around.

Assistant Liu asked suspiciously: "Mr. Ji, why don't you go up and see Mr. Qin?"

Ji Ying said leisurely: "It's too late, don't disturb his rest, come to see him tomorrow morning, you can open a room in a hotel near the hospital, and you can go back to rest after finishing."

Assistant Liu nodded, "Okay."

He said in his heart that he was really full of love and drinking water. Mr. Ji came back by plane overnight and drove here non-stop, just to take a look at Mr. Qin's bedroom window.

Single dog Assistant Liu said, Mr. Ji is some kind of 24K innocent boy, wouldn't it be nice to go upstairs and sleep with Mr. Qin now?

of course.

He is just a worker, and he has to listen to the boss's arrangement.

Assistant Liu opened a luxury suite for Ji Yingxian in a star-rated hotel near the hospital as a temporary resting place.

After he settled down, he drove back to his home.

Ji Yingxian looked at the private hospital through the window, and happened to be able to see the side of the inpatient building. He was in a good mood and fell asleep happily.

However, in the early morning of the next day, Mr. Ji couldn't laugh anymore.

Wang Hai blocked Ji Yingxian from the door and looked at him in embarrassment. It wasn't because he didn't let him in, but because Mr. Qin didn't let him in.

Ji Yingxian stared coldly at the handsome young man in the living room, with stern eyes.

"Where is he? What's the matter with him?"

Ji Yingxian pointed at Wen Ci who was sitting on the sofa, his eyes were burning with fire, as if he wanted to stare Wang Hai out of two holes.

Wang Hai was in distress, he moved his mouth and said, "President Ji, Mr. Wen was invited in by Mr. Qin."

Ji Ying was so angry that his heart ached.

Stop him at the door, but let Wen Ci go in alone!

What is the reason for the warm words?

What is his identity and what is his relationship with Qin Ning?

Mr. Ji is about to explode.

Wang Hai was stared at by him angrily, and he was under a lot of pressure. He felt inexplicably sympathetic to Assistant Liu.

Assistant Liu, who was on vacation at home, sneezed.

Assistant Liu: "?"

Mr. Ji sulked at the door.

At this time, Qin Ning came out of the bedroom with the computer in his hand. He glanced over Wang Hai at Ji Yingxian, and without saying a word, walked to the sofa and sat down.

The warm words are full of warmth, "A Ning."

Ji Yingxian stood at the door, stretched his neck and called out "Ning Ning", abruptly covering his intimate shout.

Qin Ning ignored him.

Ji Yingxian yelled a few more times in a shameless manner. It seemed that Qin Ning ignored him and he continued to yell. Anyway, he deliberately sabotaged Qin Ning's conversation with Wen Ci.

Qin Ning: "..."

He didn't realize that Ji Yingxian was sometimes so thick-skinned.

Qin Ning turned to look at the door.

Ji Yingxian's beautiful gray and blue eyes lit up, and he looked at Qin Ning. At that moment, he looked like a dog's eyes, or in other words, he turned into a humanoid Erha.

Ji Yingxian said softly, "Ningning."

Qin Ning said, "Wang Hai, he's too noisy, please close the door."

Ji Yingxian: "..."

Wang Hai looked at Ji Shao who had a very bad expression on his face, bit the bullet and said "I'm sorry", and slammed the door shut.

Mr. Ji was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of old blood from his throat.

Gasping, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled again. Ning Ning was angry at him, saying that he cared about him, cared about what happened that night, and rounded it up to put him at the top of his heart.

Boss Ji suddenly felt better.

Nurse Lin, who was passing by, witnessed the process of his face changing, and couldn't help shivering, thinking that Mr. Ji was angry and happy at the same time, and whether he was stimulated by something, which made his spirit abnormal.

Ji·spirit is not normal·Ying Xian quietly stood outside the ward, ready to wait for Wen Ci to come out, and then find a chance to deal with him.

He began to think about whether to take him to the Antarctic to feed the penguins, or take him to India to bask in the sun. It would be better to tan his face so that Qin Ning could no longer like him.

And indoors.

Wen Ci gently pushed the prepared snacks in front of Qin Ning, "I haven't made them for a long time, I don't know if they suit your taste."

Qin Ning took it and said "thank you".

Wen Ci looked at him tenderly, "A'Ning, you know that's not what I want to hear."

Qin Ning was slightly stunned, then smiled, "Then I'll try it."

Qin Ning divided the small cake into several parts, and after asking Wen Ci's opinion, he handed one to Wang Hai. Wang Hai was flattered and thanked repeatedly.

Wang Hai hesitated and asked: "Mr. Qin, can I keep this cake?"

Qin Ning looked at him puzzled.

Wang Hai said embarrassingly: "Feifei likes to eat desserts, I want her to try."

Wen Ci smiled and pushed the other cake box over, "If you don't mind, please let her taste this one. I'm not very good at cooking, I hope you don't mind."

Wang Hai quickly waved his hands, "Mr. Wen, don't say that, I'm the one who made it too presumptuous."

Wen Ci said: "Being kind to the one you love is a matter of course."

When he said this, he turned his eyes to look at Qin Ning, his eyes were tender and serious.

Qin Ning avoided his gaze in embarrassment, reached out to pick up the dessert plate, and lowered his head to eat the cake.

Seeing him dodging, Wen Ci saw a trace of injury in his eyes.

Wang Hai suddenly felt that the atmosphere suddenly became very subtle, which made him vaguely feel that something was weird, and then looked at the two people opposite.

He realized something belatedly.

Is it...

What kind of feelings does Mr. Wen have for Mr. Qin? ? ?

Wang Hai was shocked on the spot.

His first reaction was, what should Ji Shao do?

Ji Shao was chasing after Mr. Qin, why did he suddenly have a rival in love?

In fact, Wang Hai didn't know that Ji Shao's love rivals were not limited to the one in front of him. After a long, long time, he accidentally learned that the people living in the same ward around him were all of them.

Wen Ci on the opposite side put down the cake fork, picked up the slightly bitter black tea, and took a sip, the rising hot smoke engulfed his eyebrows and eyes.

"Ah Ning, the doctor said this morning that my father might not be able to wait for this year's Dragon Boat Festival."

His voice was muffled and deep.

Qin Ning couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him, "Is uncle's illness so serious?"

Wen Ci nodded, "It's far more serious than I imagined. His muscles were atrophied and he had a tracheectomy. Now he can't eat normally and lost a lot of weight. Moreover, his mental state is not good, and he is easily stimulated when he sees people."

"My elder brother came to see him in the morning, and his face and hands were scratched by his delirious father. I don't know how long he can last like this."

The hot air of the fragrant black tea slowly traces the gentle eyebrows and eyes, and the faint water vapor envelops it, adding to the sadness.

Qin Ning lightly patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Don't worry too much. Uncle is someone who has seen big storms and waves. He will definitely survive. All you have to do is find better medical care and treatment for him."

When he put down his hand, Wen Ci took advantage of the situation and moved closer, "A-Ning, thank you."

Wen Ci's picturesque eyebrows are gazing at Qin Ning gently, with a smile on the tip of his eyes, "Can I see you again?"

Qin Ning nodded, "Of course, you are welcome to come over anytime."

Wen Ci's brows were shallow, and he couldn't help shaking Qin Ning's hand.

Ouch—

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony behind him made a sound, and the movement was so loud that it could not be ignored.

Qin Ning's hand didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and quietly avoided Wen Ci's movements.

Seeing this, Wen Ci's brows and eyes looked a little lonely.

Qin Ning turned his head to look where the sound was coming from, and saw Ji Yingxian leaning his arms on the guardrail on the second floor, a head popping out, grinning at him.

Then, borrowing his strength, he jumped up and sat down on the guardrail unhurriedly, shaking some rubber particles in his hand.

And the thing that hit the French window of the balcony just now is probably the thing in his hand.

Qin Ning: "..."

Wen Ci also looked towards the balcony, and saw Ji Yingxian in casual clothes sitting on the guardrail, smiling provocatively at him, their eyes met, and Ji Yingxian's eyes were obviously gloomy.

Wen Ci gave him a gentle smile.

Ji Yingxian's expression became even uglier.

But he couldn't go in to displease Qin Ning. If Wen Ci's black lotus dared to touch a single hair of Qin Ning's hair, he would break his hand when he turned around.

Seeing Ji Yingxian sitting in the air without any cover, Qin Ning couldn't help but feel a little displeased. Even though this is the second floor, doing these actions is also very dangerous.

He got up and pushed open the glass door, Ji Yingxian stared at him with raised eyebrows.

"Ningning."

Qin Ning frowned, and said in a cold tone, "Do you know how dangerous this is?"

Ji Yingxian lowered his long legs, smiling unabated, "I know, but I want to see you."

He thought to himself that no matter how dangerous he was, he had done it before, and climbing up to the second floor with bare hands was nothing to him.

Qin Ning's cheeks were slightly red, "That can't be turned up directly, in case you don't pay attention..."

"If I don't come in, do you want to see Wen Ci's black lotus take advantage of you? He fucking wanted to kiss you just now, and even wanted to hold your hand! If I don't come, do you really want to give him a kiss?"

The more Ji Yingxian thought about it, the colder his eyes became, and his eyes were full of hostility, as if he wanted to immediately discount Wen Ci's hand, so that he would never be able to reach out to Qin Ning again for the rest of his life.

Qin Ning didn't know how to shut him out, his brain can make up so much with divergent thinking.

"You think too much, Wen Ci didn't act like you said."

"I've seen it all!"

Ji Yingxian stared blankly angrily, looked up to see the room, but was taken aback.

Qin Ning turned his head in doubt, and saw that Wen Ci was no longer in the living room.

Wang Hai hesitated to speak, but said: "Mr. Wen, he... has left."

When he left, his expression was so lonely that it made people feel distressed, and he staggered half a step when he was walking out the door.

He didn't say this, mainly because he was afraid of being beaten into a pig's head by Ji Shao's fist.

But Qin Ning could tell from Wang Hai's expression that when Wen Ci left, he must have been disappointed.

He pursed his lips, hesitating whether to chase her out.

Seeing Qin Ning lowered his head in thought, Ji Yingxian suddenly felt jealous. He grabbed Qin Ning's hand and said forcefully and domineeringly, "Don't go to him!"

Soon, he added, "Don't miss him either!"

Qin Ning looked up at him, unable to laugh or cry for a while.

"Ji Yingxian, we remember that we have nothing to do with each other, right? You have crossed the line by interfering in my decision so confidently."

Ji Yingxian's gray-blue eyes stared at Qin Ning, "Crossing the boundary?"

He raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth.

Qin Ning smelled something bad from it, and his heart trembled slightly.

really.

Ji Yingxian's bright eyebrows and eyes are full of willfulness, "I don't mind doing it again, so that you can fully understand my intentions."

Some memories flashed across Qin Ning's mind, his cheeks lay slightly, and his scalp felt numb for a while.

He forced himself to calm down and said, "Do I have to respond to your unilateral thoughts?"

Ji Yingxian's broad and thick palms slowly moved down, holding Qin Ning's hand in a gentle manner, interlocking his fingers tightly.

"I like you, and you like me."

The tone is firm and confident.

Qin Ning drew his hand, but didn't pull it back, with a trace of shame and annoyance in his brows.

"let me go."

In the past few months, Ji Yingxian has learned the truth of "chasing his wife is thick-skinned" without a teacher, and now he is very shameless.

What are you doing with shame, and you don't have a wife.

Or the wife is more important.

Qin Ning pursed her lips, and said with a straight face, "I don't like you, so stop pestering me, or I'll... what are you doing?"

Ji Yingxian nodded on the tip of his delicate nose.

"Liar liar."

the other side.

Corridor corner.

The person who was supposed to come in the plan didn't come for a long time, and the clear and handsome young man lowered his eyes slightly and left lonely.